The train leaves at 9
Sharply at 9
Don't be tardy, you hear me?
Leave the doll behind dearest
The tea set is inside your bag
Let me fix your hat, there now
We're all set
Kiss your father
No, don't cry, he'll be fine there, won't he?
See, he nods and smiles, it'll be alright
What, love?
Oh, someday we will be back, someday
Your doll will look after the house for us
Wave and don't look back
See the road ahead?
Keep your head up
and here we go.
Hopeless Romantic. Grounded Realist. Jaded Cynic.Indignant Sputtering of A Recalcitrant Insomniac
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Posted by Sakura Kira Hikari at 12:22 PM
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